Outside is a day I would like to stay that way – outside!
Still I stomp along on my walk until slowly I realise where I am and what I am doing. I lift my head from the study of my welly boots. Visibility is poor, I can’t see further than the line of trees ahead. The world beyond is hidden, has become mystical and mysterious.
I tiptoe along the edge of mini lochs which appeared overnight. Coming to a standstill I see, what? What is it exactly that I am taking my time to see? What aspect of nature will I have the chance to appreciate today?
Crystal fairy lights clinging to bare branches.
I tuck away my camera. Not every day is a bright, sunny one but each one certainly has its own moment, its own beauty.
The following day …